Destiny.

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"Come with me." Jimin held my hand as he walked closer to a parked Uber. He talked to the driver throught the window while I kept standing behind him holding his hand.

"Get in." He opened the Uber's door and sat on the leather cushion. I followed him before the old man started driving.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Jimin put his hand on my thigh then rested his head on my shoulder, so I rested mine in top of his.

"Somewhere you will love."

[...]

"I've never seen this place before!" I exclaimed, letting Jimin guide me by my hand.

When we got out of the car, we found ourselves in a neighborhood surrownded by multiple colored buildings as yellow, salmon, and mint. It was crowded, mainly by brazilian and indian people. Fortunately the sky was clear, so it gave a better view to this traditional place, where the smell of food was everywhere.

"Do you hear that?" Jimin asked raising an eyebrow. A song playing far from us was heard, more like a salsa song. I hummed, chuckling at the way Jimin widened his eyes when I did.

Jimin squeezed my hand and started running and I did as well, making our way throught the crowd. His white t-shirt making him look tinier, but his tight black jeans making him look thicker. I'm happy that now he doesn't care about showing me the blues in his arms, even if they're not so visible anymore, they're still there. Jimin made me wear a red t'shirt even if I'm used to the dark colored ones with sleeves, he told me that if anyone says anything about my cuts he'd break their noses. So I just put some ripped jeans along with my timberlands.

We arrived to a more crowded place, the source of the song. And I was right , it was a salsa song, with people dancing to it, food carts here and there.

Freedom.

That's what here felt like.

Jimin moved back with a smirk, joigning the people dancing. He started moving his hips, raising his arms in air and dancing to the music as I stood up in front of him with a _I admit_ whipped smile.

"Dance comigo bebê" He winked at me and I swear I could feel my heart stop, then mentionned with his index finger for me to join him.

"I don't know how to dance." I stated, not exactly knowing what he said but I approached him then put both of my hands on his hips.

"Just move your body with the music. El preso makes everyone dance." Jimin chuckled then grabbed my hand as the other was in his waist. He placed his other hand in my nape then positionned my leg between both of his. I pressed his body closer to mine, which made both of us to giggle as we started moving to the rythme of music. And I swear I've never been happier, I never felt more carefree and joyful.

"Thank you for making me happy." I whispered to his ear, making him giggle and slightly blush.

"Turn me around." Jimin gushed before I squeezed his hand and made him turn around, and he did. We both chuckled at that then Jimin pressed his back against my chest, his hand making their ways around my neck and mine in his hips. He started swaying his hips on me, enjoying the music before I also started rubbing my pelvis against his ass. He turned his head to the side, smiling to me before he captured my lips on his. I quickly inserted my tongue inside of his mouth, closing my eyes and enjoying the taste of his lips, the insane closeness of his body to mine, the rose-vanilla scent of his.